I sat in his bed for a moment, basking in the fact that this was real fucking life and Milo was going to let me suck and fuck him as much as I wanted.
I couldn’t wait.
I wanted it to be perfect. If he was up for it, I was planning on doing it before we had to head back to work on Monday, but I wanted to edge the shit out of him first.
When I was done with Milo, he would never want to ever fuck anyone but me.
I was going toruinthat boy in the best possible way.
The shower turned on, and I eyed his closet. The need to take care of him swirled in my gut, and I wondered how far he would let me take this caretaker kink of mine.
Deciding to sayfuck itand see, I slipped out of his bed and tugged on my discarded joggers.
Quickly, I made his bed before letting myself into his closet. I flicked through his shirts, smiling at how fucking cute they all were.
Milo tended to favor button-ups, and almost all of them had little science-themed patterns on them.
Pulling out a navy blue shirt with tiny test tubes embroidered on the fabric, I found a comfortable pair of sandstone-colored slacks and laid the items out on his bed for him.
My heart fluttered in my chest as I left the room to order us some food.
Would he think that was weird?
Did I overstep?
He could just not wear what I picked out if he didn’t want to.
Forcing myself to calm down and just let him choose on his own, I flopped down on his couch and asked NOVA to order us some muffins and a few lattes before whipping out my phone to make sure I hadn’t missed any last-minute emails from Luke or Seb.
Fuck.
Why was I so nervous!?
I knew why.
It was because Milo was everything I never thought I would be lucky enough to have. I didn’t want to fuck things up between us.
But I wanted to see if he would let me take care of him the way I wanted to.
Barely registering the several unread messages in my inbox, I bit my lip and closed my eyes.
It would be fine.
Everything wasfine.
Idid as I was told and got in the shower. The intensity in Jay’s eyes when he told me he’d wanted tocontrol my orgasmswas making me shiver despite the hot spray of water currently soaking my flushed skin.
It took a while for my erection to go down, and I forced myself to ignore it. He’d brought me right to the brink before stopping, and my body was thrumming with the need to finish myself off, but I resisted the urge.
Something about playing along with this game Jay wanted to play was sohot,and it was tickling this deep-seated part of myself I hadn’t known existed.
Iwantedto listen to him.
Iwantedto let him be in control. Something about that was so liberating. I knew I was smarter than the average person, but somehow, no matter how high my IQ scores were, I’d been bumbling around my entire life, struggling to make decisions that didn’t wind up turning into a total disaster.
Letting someone like Jay, who always seemed to know what the right thing to do was, take the decision-making away from me felt so good and safe.
It was likea weight had been lifted off my shoulders, and I didn’t know how heavy it had been until it was gone.
